Liking coffee is about as unique as breathing. As I commented on Justin Taylor’s blog where I found this again, I am nailed, destroyed, and taken brutally apart piece by piece in this article. My idol of uniqueness takes another deserved hammering.

Here’s the thing about this situation: there’s nothing ironic or unique about liking coffee. We all like coffee. Coffee is good. Made well, it’s really good. It’s kind of like saying you like bread.